Heaven have mercy! Although Mentor Cui Beixi is very grateful to Richard for helping her, bearing the title of Richard’s wife is almost suffocating for her!
If she had any choice, she would never accept such a title. Being openly mocked today was also too embarrassing for the charming snake-like mentor.
Without even saying goodbye, Mentor Cui Beixi stumbled and staggered towards the direction of the teleportation array, leaving behind a bunch of bewildered glances and Guoguo’s muffled giggles.
The small parrot’s gaze swept slyly over Old Liu and Yi Tiao, then continued to peck arrogantly at the plump mini whale.
"Richard, I’m starting to like your little pet—it’s not only strong but also very cute," said Old Dragon Wenger with a grin.
"I’ll cook it into soup as soon as I get home!" Liu Zhenhan cursed and swore viciously while gently helping the small parrot remove the fish bones from the mini whale.
"Here’s your courage～you sunset!" The small parrot shook its steamboat-like mast-like crest with a mighty flourish, displaying disdain.
"Your Majesty, don’t you plan to stay longer with us on the Silk Continent?" "The first of the month’s occupation" Fifth Prince’s words ended the laughter around.
"I’m planning to leave soon, as my business here is done." Liu Zhenhan nodded and smiled, "Getting to know you, Your Highness, has been the biggest reward of my trip to the Silk Continent."
"Your Majesty, don’t rush to leave! Little Five received a fire talisman from Fourth Brother to come to Heru specifically for discussions with you! Not to mention our two countries’ trade cooperation... and the archery instructor..." Fifth Prince was anxious, fearing his accidental question was misunderstood as a dismissal.
"Don’t worry! I’m more concerned about the Beamon and Tang Cang trade cooperation than you are, and I’ll send several Fawkes finance managers to negotiate. As for the archery instructor, I’ll invite a top-notch archer from House to stay!" Liu Zhenhan wiped his mouth with a napkin, smiled, and said, "Your Highness, haven’t you forgotten something?"
"You haven’t told me what kind of Dou Qi you’re using for your divine archery skills."
"Dou Qi? Haha... That’s what you call it in Aegean. Here on the Silk Continent, it’s called Gangqi!" Tang Cang’s Fifth Prince chuckled in surprise, "Your Majesty is indeed clever! Actually, our Tang Cang archery evolved from the ancient Youqiong clan, originally focusing on skills. Only in the last few hundred years have ’Gangqi’ been introduced into archery, causing the old techniques to gradually weaken!"
Liu Zhenhan and his advisors exchanged subtle glances.
Getting confirmation from Fifth Prince’s own words, Liu Zhenhan was the first to find it unbelievable.
He was merely guessing—without magic, only Dou Qi has elemental attack capabilities. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel·fire·net
From straight to curved weapons, the final realm of Aegean Fighting Qi is the blade light; on the Aegean Continent, Dou Qi hasn’t been developed on long-range attack weapons at all—for ordinary Dou Qi warriors, once the weapon leaves their hand, it cuts off the Dou Qi transmission channel, making it impossible to unleash a blade light!
How could an arrow stay in the warrior’s palm once shot?
If you want to make the arrow explode with Dou Qi blade light, isn’t it like dreaming of eating air pie, unrealistic?
Liu Zhenhan clicked his tongue, slammed the salted egg onto the table, took off the Snow Iron Dragon hanging by his side, tossed it to Ventéclair next to him, and tilted his head toward the empty space.
The Tenth Prince understood, with a hot sandwich in his mouth, somersaulted several meters away, and before landing, with a "clang," drew his long sword. The cold light flashed, and in mid-air, a crescent-shaped green sword light appeared.
This forward rolling crescent-shaped sword light emitted a northern-style chilling whistle unique to Dou Qi as it sped across the stone slab floor; amidst the "rumbling" sound, a long furrow was plowed out of the stone road by the Dou Qi blade light.
Two rows of soil spread like wings on the edges of the furrow, scattering stones nearly made people cover their eyes.
"Your Highness, this is our Aegean Dou Qi. Is it the same as your Gangqi?" As Liu Zhenhan reached for a salted egg, he locked his gaze on Fifth Prince, who hadn’t taken his eyes off Ventéclair since the sword light was demonstrated.
"Yes, our Gangqi can be used too!" Fifth Prince smiled at Old Liu, applauding gently to express his admiration: "Your Majesty, your subordinates really are talented. May I ask the name of this young hero? To wield such clean and swift sword Gang at such a young age is truly remarkable..."
"Hehe, look at my memory, almost forgot to introduce him—this is my son Ventéclair! My biological son!" Old Liu emphasized the word "biological" strongly.
"Your Majesty, you really have a way of maintaining your youth," Fifth Prince gave Old Liu a new look, thinking that this guy maintained himself excellently, with not even a crow’s foot at the corner of his eyes.
"Maintaining youth? Father is only twenty, what’s there to maintain?" Ventéclair elegantly displayed a sword flower, slid the Snow Iron Dragon back into its sheath with a "zeng" and laughed long and loudly like firecrackers exploding.